Autumndreams, 62

American Eagless lonely I am searching for the Sweet Warrior that the Great Creator has created me for.

I woke up with tears in my eyes this morning because in my search so far all I have accomplished so far is turning over a few rocks with a whole lot of pain.

I'm looking for a man of the Old Ways who will steal my heart and let me steal his.

I wrote this poem when I was thinking about the man I am searching for:

"Oh how I yearn to look in your eyes then no longer will I have to cry... how I yearn to wear the Turkey feather in my hair for you and to tie the braided Deer skin bracelet on your wrist... oh how I long for us to lock our talons and fly up high to dance the dance of life... and oh how I yearn for you to tuck me safely under your wings to keep me warm and safe forever... my moccasins are pointing out towards you... I send my prayers on the wind so my love will blow it's way to your heart"

I hope to hear from you soon.

AH HO,

Andrea - Autumn Raine